No Plans (Live at the Hordern Pavilion) - Cold Chisel

I'm standing in the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans

I'm a primate

I feel no pain got no iphone

Pluggin' into my brian I'm hanin' alone

In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans

Yeah fuck you!

I'm just standing on the corner, smokin', taking in the wider view

I'm on location I got rivers of the dead

Heading down to the station I'm thinkin' about goin' back to bed

'Cause I can, no plans

If I had a plan I'd take it down and hock it

Then someone else'd own my time

Then I'd be polishing another man's rocket

Insteda hangin' here, looking for a rhyme

In the sun, smoking a cigarette, watchubg the traffic jam up

Thinkin' about gettin' me a black coffee in a take-away cup

Maybe tippin' in a little medicine

From what I got hidden in a paperbag

Standing in the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans

If I had plans I'd be tempted to sell 'em

Then someone else'd own my time

Then I'd be working on another man's plans

I'd never get to pay for the crime, to tell him

Shut the fuck up!

Don't ever let'em catch you talkin' to yourself

Let alone in rhyme

I'm standing in the ruins, looking in the end

Of all mankind, leaning back again

In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans

Yeah I'm standing in the ruins, looking at the end

Of all mankind, leaning back again

In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans